Herbert Nehrlich Lost Poems

The Cantadora came as it was custom,
at night to tell about the flock abandoned.
It seems the sheep had left their shepherd,
not through a sense of loss or even want.
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Late at night, he didn't look
a Tweed Heads man, a likely crook
climbed up the downpipe with his legs
and stole the poem about sex.
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A man is a man only if he can,
says the book of all secrets and more.
Looks like Palin was just a brief flash in the pan
just as useless as big fat Al Gore.
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There was no love,
not even lust.
Indifference had,
so cunningly,
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